Archives for November 2015

Below the fold is an interesting article by Alex Benjamin, a Jewish blogger who lives in Brussels. Benjamin believes that since the Paris massacre, the EU has begun to realize that its kumbaya world view of Islamism is suicidal and that Israel, whom the EU reflexively demonizes at every turn, is Europe’s best hope in fighting the evil of IslamoNazism.

Seraphic Secret’s view of European culture is harsher and less hopeful. We believe that Europe is habitually and incorrigibly anti-Semitic. The EU’s labeling of products from Judea and Samaria is a replay of the infamous Nazi boycotts of Jewish-owned businesses. These boycotts — which were an aspect of a larger campaign demonizing Jews and Judaism — helped lay the groundwork for the Holocaust, in which Nazi Germany and its collaborators throughout Europe murdered six million Jews, including 1.5 million Jewish children.

Although European Jew-hatred went dark for a few short years after World War II, it has emerged more potent than ever in the guise of toxic, genocidal anti-Zionism, nurtured and mainstreamed by an unholy union of IslamoNazism and European leftism.

Studio photographers shot millions of stills of contract actors, often with holiday themes. This is a charming Thanksgiving photo. The actress is Barbara Kent, (b. Barbara Cloutman, 1907- 2011) a popular star in the silent era best known for twice starring opposite Harold Lloyd, “Welcome Danger” (1929), and then “Feet First,” (1930). But her very best role was in a little known but quite wonderful silent film “Lonesome,” (1928). Seraphic Secret wrote a memoriam for this lovely actress when she passed away. You can find it here.

As far as I know, there are only two countries in the world that were founded on the idea of hope.

America and Israel.

And what was the hope?

The hope of achieving religious freedom, and freedom from the tyranny of centralized government.

The Children of Israel, fleeing Egyptian slavery and religious persecution, settled the land of Israel over 3,000 years ago, thereby fulfilling G-d’s eternal covenant with the Jewish people.

The Pilgrims saw themselves as the children of the children of Israel, escaping a British Pharaoh and crossing a liquid desert.

I’ve developed close friendships with several LAPD officers over the past few years.

They love making fun of all the stupid stuff they see on TV cop shows. At the same time, the officers I know — men and women alike — are dying to get hired as consultants on cop shows so they can meet hot actors and get paid a boatload of money for making stuff up for these dopey programs.

Rabbi Abraham Cooper, Associate Dean of the Simon Wiesenthal Center, is one of my oldest friends. We attended Yeshiva Flatbush elementary school together. When Karen and I made our first exploratory trip to Los Angeles, Abe was one of the first people we contacted. At the most difficult time in our lives, Karen and I called on Abe to officiate at our son Ariel Chaim’s funeral. And just last week, Karen and I had a delightful Shabbat dinner at Abe’s home.

Abe has written a sharply focused essay about the IslamoNazi threat to civilization and the double standard applied to the Jewish state by the liberal West.

Jews are butchered in Israel every day. Yet Paris, Brussels, Berlin, London and Stockholm continue to insist, blindly, that the IslamoNazi war on Israel is somehow different.

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I'm an Emmy Award winning screenwriter. I'm also an observant Jew, a religious Zionist, a conservative Republican, and a member of the NRA. I've been writing and producing in Hollywood for over twenty-five years. But the focus of my life is my family: my radiant wife, Karen—with whom I have been in love with since I was nine years-old—and my two daughters, who, thankfully, look like Karen. Not too long ago, we had three children. But our son, Ariel, died at the age of twenty-two from cancer. We miss him terribly. We think about him practically every minute of every day. People tell us that time heals, but Karen and I know this is not true. Time grinds away doing its terrible work. Ariel is gone. Yet absence becomes presence.

Ariel Chaim Avrech, ZT'L, May His Righteous Memory be a Blessing.

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